"I hope your ki hasn't run out, Taro-dono," my brother-in-law said, dropping down on the mat next to me.
I turned my head to him. "Why do you say that?"
"You will need some as I have more to show you," he smiled, closing his kimono. "I get a sense that with your member you have a lot of ki. Still, let's first rest and have some more tea and sake. Once your vigor is restored, we will go to the lower part of the house for some more pleasure."
"You have concubines?" I asked him, assuming that's what he meant.
"Nah!" he waved his hand. "Concubines are unnecessarily expensive. On top of that, you have to sign contracts, deal with their families, provide financial support when you send them back – it's a never-ending hassle. And for what purpose? None! No, I've long ago decided against having concubines. I can do better than that!"
He lost me there.
"Better?"
"Remember, Taro-dono, that my wife is from a merchant family. So all the trade that you and I have been talking about earlier and that is part of your marriage contract compensation – it has other side benefits."
I was eager to hear the punch line, but Nobuhiro paused there. "Finish these fruits first."
After a while, he got up, inviting me to join him. "Maritime trade not only provides my family with a nice income from foreign goods. That's also how you can bring women from overseas. They are essentially slaves that don't require a contract or compensation. They are happy to be fed well and not punished severely. A much better option than concubines, don't you think?"
He led me down a steep staircase to the lower level of the house, its narrow windows opening toward the back of the property.
A short female attendant slid a sturdy door open for us, bowing with deep respect.
The room we entered was separated into two seating areas by a thick screen. On each side of the screen, there was a young woman. The woman on the left sat on a pillow, cross-legged, and the woman on the right was tied in a kneeling pose with a thick rope.
"You see, my dear brother-in-law?" Nobuhiro pointed at the women. "Better than any concubines." He led me to the one that was seated, who by now got up and bowed to the floor before us. "This one I call Spray. She never stops cumming."
"Such a slut?" I asked.
"Partly. Give it a try, and you'll see."
He motioned to the girl, and she took off her undergarment and lay back, spreading her legs.
"Come on, don't be shy," Nobuhiro chuckled. "You came all over my wife's body, I think I can watch this."
He wasn't wrong. I opened my kimono and slid my cock into the girl's pussy. She began moaning right away, and her pussy began spasming in an apparent orgasm after only a few thrusts.
"Already?" I muttered.
"You feel it?" Nobuhiro smiled. "You can go as long as you like, and she'll just keep cumming. Her pussy is like a waterfall."
It was a little awkward to fuck her with Nobuhiro watching.
"Did you select her for this?" I asked, pushing her legs all the way to her chest.
"No, I trained her," he said, sitting down. "Some hard pussy slapping followed by soaking and rest. Was taught by a knowledgeable merchant. After a few weeks, her pussy started to cum like this on contact. Very convenient. Never gets dry."
The girl kept moaning loudly, all shaking and twisting with each thrust.
"Pretty good, right?" Nobuhiro said. "Now, let me show you the other one."
He led me to the other side of the screen.
"Why is she bound?" I asked.
"Oh, the servant binds them every other day, in turns. Mostly to remind them how lucky they are when they aren't bound. I also like to fuck them like this." He shoved his hand into the girl's mouth, only his thumb on her chin. "Look, almost no gag reflex," he said proudly. "Makes for a perfect oral. Try it."
The girl readily swallowed my cock and sucked on it hungrily, working hard with her tongue.
"Slam it deeper," Nobuhiro said, pushing the girl's face right into me and holding it tight against my stomach. I could feel her trying to breathe through her nose, tickling my belly button. Her throat was making gurgling sounds, some of the saliva dripping onto my balls.
Nobuhiro grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face onto my cock vigorously until he got tired.
"Guh… guh… guh…" she gagged.
"I'm getting turned on watching you," he said, untying the girl's hands. "Let's share."
He pushed the girl onto her hands and knees and entered her from behind. I lay down in front of the girl. She balanced herself using one hand and grabbed my cock with the other, jerking my cock while sucking it. I could tell that she had tons of practice by the swirling motions of her tongue and the powerful sucking of her mouth.
"I'm cumming," I groaned and she pressed her lips tight around my cock, gulping my cum as it was shooting up into her throat. She kept jerking and sucking until I was completely dry.
"Now my turn," said Nobuhiro, motioning for the girl to sit up. He came around and stuffed his cock into her throat in a standing position. "I like shooting down like this," he explained, straining. He grabbed the girl's head again and fucked her throat with rough thrusts until he started cumming.
"Fucking bitch!" he shouted, squeezing her tight to his body, his legs shaking at the peak of orgasm.
When he stopped shaking, he looked down at the girl. "Show me," he commanded. She opened her mouth, still full of semen. "Look how much we shot," Nobuhiro said, showing it to me. "Now, swallow." The girl immediately obeyed and then showed her master a clean mouth.
"Fucking bitch," he shouted again and slapped her across the face. "There. You're welcome for a good dinner."